Making Friends With White People

tess7Hello World,

Brrrrrr! It’s getting cold out there. And for an island girl via Kansas via the A, that just ain’t cool…Plus in my townhouse, it can feel like hell upstairs while downstairs feels like me and Sarah Palin should be rubbing noses in Alaska. (At some point, I will stop using Sarah Palin as the butt of my jokes. It’s not the Christian thing to do. ūüôā )

Anywho, the cold weather and Sarah Palin are not the focus of this post. Since my¬†last post about some Christians and their lack of support of President-Elect Barack Obama caused a vigorous discussion about the whole black-white issue in this country, I decided to further explore that topic personally and otherwise. Also, NBC is developing a new comedy,¬†¬†“Making Friends With Black People,”¬†“a buddy comedy that will focus on the state of race relations in the U.S.” Apparently Obama’s election is even inspiring change in TV programming! (I could have written the treatment for this show by the way. Hollywood, what’s up?)

So let me dive in…I grew up in white schools. I went to a white elementary school and a white middle school. (I went to a black elementary school in fourth grade, but I got into so much trouble, my parents sent me right back to the white school.) When it was time to go to high school, I cajoled my parents into allowing me to attend the neighborhood black high school. I went there for all four years, but when I graduated, I went to to the University of Georgia where I was awash in white people. So you would think that after spending all of that time¬†with white people, I would have made some really close friends with somebody white…Uhh no.¬†I was the¬†“Black Daisy” when we played¬†“The Dukes of Hazzard” in¬†first grade. ¬†I explained to them why my mama wouldn’t let me wear my hair down in the third grade. In the sixth grade, I explained why I couldn’t rap¬†although I was black. But when I left those school buildings each day, I didn’t talk to them again until the next day. Even in college, when I lived among white people in the dorm, I managed to have a social life that didn’t include any white people.¬†Really sad, huh?

In fact, it wasn’t until I joined a spiritual community (No, I am not a Moonie)¬†a few years back that I began to explore friendships with white people. And after building some close friendships with white people in that group, I decided that maybe white people in the general population couldn’t be that bad. It wasn’t much longer after I had that thought that I met my girl, Tess.

It was kismet how we met! In September 2006, I went to this Christian convention at this local United Methodist church.¬† Anne Lamott , one of my favorite authors, was the featured speaker! (Since elementary school, I was always obsessed with white pop culture, white books – even white music but that never translated into my friendships. ūüôĀ ) My plan was to slip Anne Lamott an excerpt of my book. She, in turn, would be so enthralled with my writing prowess that she would immediately invite me out to her home in California where I would meet her agent, ectera, ectera. But alas, she apparently did not read the script in my mind…

So after Lamott signed my book and complimented my dreads and I slipped the contraband to her, I decided to walk out of the church. It was lunch time but I didn’t feel like eating alone. I decided that I would ask the next person that walked by to have lunch with me. I swear to you it was Tess. As we ate lunch, she revealed that she, too, had slipped an excerpt of her book to Lamott. And we weren’t even at a writers’ conference! What sly devils we were! And from then we’ve been like “peas and carrots.”

Since then, I have stayed at her house in Charlotte. (She has moved away now though.) While there, I convinced her to get a ghetto pedicure with me. Yep, that’s right, she got the designs on the big toes. I don’t care what y’all say! She has visited me at my townhouse in the A. And we have discussed for hours on end, boys, boys and more boys! (Why are they so hard to understand?) It’s a passion we share – aside from our love¬†of books, music, pop culture and God! Plus, she is as gung ho about Barack Obama as I am. What’s not to love? (She even designed this blog!!!)

So now that Barack Obama is president -elect, let’s enact a little change of our own. Make friends with white people. You’ll be glad that you did! (Okay, my Dad thinks that I should start dating white guys to expand my dating pool, but I’m still holding out for just one just good brother… ūüôā ¬†)

By the way, in this post, I have included one of my favorite white songs, “If You Leave,” from one of my favorite white movies,¬† “Pretty in Pink!”¬†(I think I wanted to be Molly Ringwald at one point!) Tess kinda looks like Molly Ringwald back in the day, huh?

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7 thoughts on “Making Friends With White People

  1. I grew up in almost the same circumstances. We lived in a small surburban New Jersey town that was 80% Caucasian at the time. In my high school graduating class of 200 there were 12 of us…

    During elementary and middle school most of my closest friends were the black girls in my neighborhood, but I went to the birthday parties, barbeques and sleepovers of my white classmates. I believe growing up in that kind of atmosphere gives you a different perspective on people in general. When I talk to people who grew up in the South, most of them have a very different story.

  2. Help me understand why people are obsessed with thinking that white people are all together different, or not even, human beings at all. I had a discussion with another friend of mine and she proclaimed that they are just so different. Their culture is so different. However she couldn’t explain except to say that they walk to a different beat. Hogwash and foolishness. As I will say again. “People are people. the difference is in the social/ economic class and family background and values.
    Oddly enough, I have always been in an all-black environment for majority of my life. I have had very little opportunity to really get to know other races through social or work life. But through my one race life experience, I have seen that the only thing black people have in common is that we have slightly more melanin than other races. That is it.
    BY the way that nail design is not a “ghetto” design. White people get these designs on a regular basis. The problem is when people are isolated (in the form of being in the same environment, but not really interacting) from people of other races they develop this inane notion that only white people or only black people do “this” or don’t do “that”. Please meet more white/ black/ Asian/ Hispanic people so that you continue to logically understand that in our day-to-day activites we really are no different. Huh, glory!!!!

  3. Ok, I’ll admit it… my friends and I actually hosted a John Hughes/Brat Pack film festival in college, so I do fall prey to at least one stereotype! (My favorite was always The Breakfast Club.)

    Jackie, we need to get some better pics of us, next time we’re in the same place at the same time! (Although, I thank you for not using the one of me in the long skirt where I look like I’m Amish.) Inauguration, Baby, all the way…

  4. @Tess, I soo love “The Breakfast Club” too, and I would have feen a happy festival goer if y’all had the event at UGA.

    I like the pic…but I judge my personal pics pretty harshly too.

    Yes, Inauguration, Baby, all the way!!!

  5. I grew up in a black neighborhood and went to a white university. I never made friend s with any white people at school because they did not want to be friends with me. We would be cordial but nothing ever came of it. At school we saw a LOT of racial profiling with the young black guys being harassed and arrested without cause so it added a lot of hostility to the situation. I guess if it really mattered to me, I would have put forth more of an effort. Not to mention, at that time I was so angry, angry at the situation, angry at what I was seeing and angry at the way we were being treated.

    Once I graduated and entered into the workforce I only worked with white people so it kind of forced me to get to know them and them to get to know me. They realized that all black people are not the same and don’t act like the media portrays us. I realized that they are not as perfect as they would like us to think and have the same issues as we do. Through the years I still only work with white people but I have formed great friendships as well. They love me and are great friends and I them. That never would have happened if we were never forced to interact with one another.

    One thing that disturbs me is when I hear the racial comments from white people; I really would like to know what it is that we did to them?

  6. Thank you for this Jackie! Lately I have been feeling like I am lacking diversity in my friendships. I think that only have friends that are the same color or have the same experiences that I do make life pretty doggone bland…

  7. @Katrina,

    Yes, it has definitely made my life more interesting to have friends of different races and backgrounds…Thanks for your comment:)